Lyrics Tap In - Nickfs

Tell me why I'm still trippin',
Young nigga been in his feelings, but niggas ain't standin on business
Tell me why I'm still sippin'
Cause I've been drinkin' this lean, and that shit been fuckin' up my liver

And I'm smokin' on niggas, that shit in my lungs
While I'm chasing my dreams, they be chasin' the sun
While it's life or death up in these streets
I'm not the one runnin', it's the niggas without a gun

I'm not tryna ruin your mood
But how would you feel if a nigga went and tried to step on you
You would try to hit his hat, lay him flat

And try to hit him with a fuckin' deuce
But I can help you with this problem
This the type of shit that I do on a daily basis
You gotta try to be his friend

Give him a grand, then hit his ass with a facelift
Now we smoking on who?
He up in the sky
Got a brand new Burberry trench coat, and I got it from online

But I'm the type of nigga that's not gon' care what a nigga say on live
Cause I'm the type of nigga that's gon' spill a man and watch him die
He said he wanna step on me, lil' nigga, I told you what it was from the start
Got a bad lil bitch sittin' in the front seat, no keys, this a push to start

And say my name again, I'ma leave your body wrapped up in a blue top
And like I said, it's life or death, so if you don't got your heat, you get hit in the heart
Heart, heart, I don't got no heart
You know why, it's cause your bitch ass just left it in parts

And all my niggas tell me step on you, cause you is the one not playin' your part
This a pink slip
Yes nigga you ain't never seen a young nigga ball this hard
And that's some green tips in my Glock

Nigga hit you with this shit, it'll make you stop
And your bitch love me, she lick on dick just like a lollipop
And it's 5% up on this whip, so the cops can't see what we doin' inside
Cause the chopper's loaded up, and the extendo's gon' shoot and fuckin' drop

Why they playin' with a young nigga like I don't always walk around with my pole
Chopper always on go
Shoot him up and Jordan fours
And I never understood the point of money, power, respect till I got very old

Niggas tell me not to fold
Momma told me get it sold
And they wonder why I'm trippin', because I'm still in the cold

That chopper gon' leave you froze
Walt Disney no I am not one of those
And these niggas keep hating cause they don't like the life and the road that I chose

But this road very long, so if you still hatin', lil' nigga, you's a ho
Bitch
If you still hatin', you a ho
Chopper leave his ass froze

Shoot him up and Jordan fours
If you still hatin', you a ho
Chopper leave his ass froze
Shoot him up and Jordan fours